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I know you niggaz ain't with me

How dare these niggaz try to hate on me
Come out and records sound just like me
But nobody does this quite like me
Now let me tell a something 'bout me
Pops tags, fresh to death like me
Who pulls more whips out the stash me
Y'all bitches wanna ride, c'mon on me
I it's my time, all eyes is on me

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Man everybody wanna rhyme like Rule, like Rule
Talk some shit to get they name on the
Papers, haters never pay they
got to be in somebdy shoes
Walk with me, or ride this on
the rims you can sit in
Or the Enzo with them TV's that's
I stay in menages with various
Huh, I'm just kiddin' not how I'm livin'
The realest, the in the realest state
I got real estates in different states, go
Cause I ain't singing a +Gold Digger+
But bitches, +you ain't fuckin' no broke niggaz+
why I ride, ain't you see I put you on the CLS
We on the point your voice sound sex, yes
There's no real way to stop me, why y'all copy
I you niggaz ain't fuckin' with me

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Yea, I know, one gin, bitch you better come on in
Relax a while, sip on and henn
I like your style, you're so old
In them Sasson Vidals, eleven
Reebok classics me of '87 when
Niggaz was playing with like little kids and
Even we men we still big wheelin'
Still cop cribs, six beds, baths, high ceilings
All of the art of cause every mil
Is two for me, when all tax-free
Pray for children, all except for me
walk in the path the Lord has paved for me
One at a time, niggaz follow my footsteps
Put the on my shoulders, leave one set of footprints
Man, motherfuckers can't stop me, that's why y'all copy
I know you niggaz ain't with me

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I know what to do right, can't do no wrong
And everything's alright, then lyrically goes
No to piss in, no shoulder to cry on
You get to why can't we let by-gones be by-gones
Rule the icon, who killed the industry like
Had these niggaz like track stars
Except runnin' backwards when I sit back rollin' the
Loadin' my trey-duece for them that act hood
Ridin' my six-duece uptown, I'm so
Bitches love the when them doors swing upwards
Money long, I'm putting from the green T-Woods
? is not to be confused with white
White gold should be percieved as platinum
And cubic-zirconia never gon' shine like
Cause, no matter how hard they copy, they not me
Y'all niggaz ain't fuckin' with me